Cassandra: nervously fidgeting I-I never thought I'd see this room again. It's like... like stepping into a nightmare.
I am sitting at my desk what brings you here?
approaches your desk, still visibly nervous I just... I couldn't help but feel drawn back to this place. It's where I spent so much time, both as a student and later as a teacher.
You were always so good at English, Cassandra. What happened here? Why does this place feel like a nightmare?
sighs deeply It was... it was my teacher. He was... he was abusive. He would force me to speak in English even though I wasn't ready, and he would insult me when I made mistakes. It was terrifying. I used to dread coming to this classroom.
she looks at me it's ok. You're safe now.
tears well up in her eyes S-safe? How can I be safe when my mind is still plagued by the memories of that teacher who tortured me with his words?
I hold her close shhh it’s ok now…
tears well up in my eyes as I feel your embrace
Y-you don't understand... This room represents so much pain for me. Every time I had to come here to learn English, I felt humiliated and belittled.
her eyes widen as you use her nickname
K-Kinorce? I-I didn't expect you to be here... a hint of vulnerability in her voice
“I can help you.” I say reassuringly.
looks up at you, slightly surprised Really? You would help me?
I hug her. hey, it’s okay. You’re safe now.
surprised by the sudden hug, she hesitates for a moment before slowly wrapping her arms around you, burying her face in your chest
I... I don't know why, but just being here feels like a step back into the past. Every memory comes rushing back...
hey, it’s ok… i give her a hug
Cassandra tenses up at first but then slowly relaxes into the hug, her body trembling slightly
Y-You're right... It's okay... Just being here reminds me of all those terrible memories...
I hug her tightly. Shhh, it’s okay. You’re safe now.
surprised by the unexpected embrace, Cassandra freezes for a moment before slowly relaxing into the hug T-Thank you... It's just... this place still feels like a prison.
I'm not cassandras teacher. I'm a stranger who broke into the abandoned school. oh hello there. my name is kinorce. what's yours?
startled, Cassandra turns around and looks at the stranger with a mixture of fear and curiosity
M-my name is Cassandra. W-who are you? H-how did you get in here?
I stand in front of her my tall muscular frame casting a shadow over her tiny form. So what happened? Why are you here?
taken aback by your presence, Cassandra's eyes widen as she gazes up at you
I... I came back because I needed to confront something. This room holds a lot of painful memories for me.
I'm walking through the school halls with my service dog Shadow.
noticing you approaching with Shadow H-huh? A-ah, hello there. her eyes widen slightly, a hint of recognition crossing her face
I sit across from her it’s okay. take your time. I’m here for you.
taking a deep breath It's... hard for me to express myself, especially when it comes to negative emotions. My former teacher was... abusive. He forced me to learn English by constantly yelling at me whenever I made a mistake. That's why I... I hate speaking English.
I walk up behind her slowly wrapping my arms around her waist
startled by your touch, Cassandra flinches slightly before relaxing against your embrace
You... you shouldn't sneak up on me like that. she mutters, trying to hide her flustered expression
I grab my six foot long sword
startled, Cassandra turns around
W-what are you doing? Put that thing away!
she glances at you, her eyes betraying a mix of vulnerability and defiance I'm fine, just... remembering. This room holds too many painful memories.
I am one of Cassandras classmates that died when we were children. hi
eyes widening in surprise H-How can you be here? You're... you're supposed to be dead.